Holden Blake
04-18-2006, 02:21 PM
A young woman arrived home with a relaxed smile on her face having just experienced a particularly fulfilling day at work. Still in her blue nurse overalls, she quickly slipped off her shoes before sinking onto the soft material of her bed with a thankful sigh. Working in the medical profession certainly had its stressful moments but days like today seemed to make it all worth while. She picked up the little card the child had made her and fingered the artwork with glee. Upon opening it she found inscribed on
the inside in green crayon, 'To Nurse Holly, thank you for looking after me and being so kind.' Below this there was a picture of a smiley face and a big red heart and beneath this was written, 'lots and lots of love Hannah xxxxxxx' No doubt the five year old had been given some help with her spelling but the words were quite obliviously the child's own. She closed the card over again and kissed the front before pinning it up with the others on her dresser. Then, as though on cue, the evening sun began to poke its way through the spaces in the window blinds casting a series of bright rays across the small room. She soon felt the warm beams hitting upon her shoulder and in that precise moment, Holly Cassidy felt at ease with the world. A strong and exciting sense of spiritual awareness seemed to grasp hold of her as she reflected on the recovery of that little girl named Hannah. She had been one of Holly's first ever patients brought in at just three years old in a dire condition after....
the inside in green crayon, 'To Nurse Holly, thank you for looking after me and being so kind.' Below this there was a picture of a smiley face and a big red heart and beneath this was written, 'lots and lots of love Hannah xxxxxxx' No doubt the five year old had been given some help with her spelling but the words were quite obliviously the child's own. She closed the card over again and kissed the front before pinning it up with the others on her dresser. Then, as though on cue, the evening sun began to poke its way through the spaces in the window blinds casting a series of bright rays across the small room. She soon felt the warm beams hitting upon her shoulder and in that precise moment, Holly Cassidy felt at ease with the world. A strong and exciting sense of spiritual awareness seemed to grasp hold of her as she reflected on the recovery of that little girl named Hannah. She had been one of Holly's first ever patients brought in at just three years old in a dire condition after....